Well, I tried to start a revolution, but didn't print enough pamphlets so hardly anyone turned up. Except for my mum and her boyfriend, who I hate.

Do you ever get the feeling that there's something going on that we don't know about?

"Mom and Dad are getting a divorce"

"I got good tone!"   "I got a boner"  

"We don't talk about Bruno!"

"They think I am hiding in the shadows, but I am the shadows."

"This son of a bitch is throwing a two-hit shutout. He's shaking me off. You believe that shit? Charlie, here comes the deuce. And when you speak of me, speak well."

"I don't understand, but... I'm sexy, right?"

It was about... what it is to need another person.

"You know, I wake up to everything I know either getting sold or wrecked or being taken over by people that I don't like, and they don't like me, and you know what's left out of all of that? The Jets."